User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-2246928-20140724202222/@comment-2246928-20140819214222

Slank turns around, facing Raggs as he wiped the blood from his cutlass across his coat before sheathing it. His eyes were bright with interest. "We don't, Swisher, but yea, he's comin'. We need more beasts, after what he's done to my crew. Oh, and, if he does betray us..." He looks to the older ferret, grinning slyly. "Yew have my permission to beat the livin' guts out of 'im an' hang his corpse from the mast, or whate'er else yer black 'eart can think up." He turned back to Raggs, his paws spread as he smiled disarmingly. "Inform Scragtail that he's just been replaced as second in command, if he's even still alive. Yore a strange 'un, ferret. May I know what yore name is?"